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Foreign Love

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Gyal, you are the sun ting to me
Skin no di fat pussy in front of me
Lord, you pretty just like a dolly
You want me, mami, mi are yo papi
Wine up your sexy body
That tattoo the cute, that's di flattest to me, haa

Lookin' at mi eyes, them
Wrap your arms, them 'round me
Oh, they might tell me love is blindin'
Right now, love is lookin' at me

Baby, mi, mi tell yuh somethin'
Baby, mi, mi tell yuh somethin'
Baby, mi, mi tell yuh somethin'
You are my green, mi yuh everyting

Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk

A champion, a drink and chill
Mi lads gonna pop no pill
Ganja ah smoke and the light dem dim
Victoria get wet, the momentum build
She a tell me, says she horny
I guess she wan' fuck now
Mi take good care of ya body
Make ya fall in love now
Baby, ya pussy so tiny
Me feels on ya tiny

Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk

Slow wind
No pain
Ya body a drive me insane
Pussy wet
Like rain
She love to bite the black cane
Slow wind
No pain
But when you ride me, ride me, ride me
Gyal, mi swear to God you tiny, baby

Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
Ik vind je leuk baby
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk
If je haat, if je haat op me feelings
Ik vind je leuk


Writer/s: Andrae Sutherland, Andrew Hershey